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Writing is my first love before reading. I don't know when it began and when it will end up, but what I am sure today is I have PASSION to use up my fuel.
I have written many ideas, thoughts and concepts than what I have read - not because I am lazy to read but I focused on writing things under the sun. Some of my piece were complimented and the others were criticized destructively. Despite of these criticisms, I still lit up the lamp and used up the fuel of my passion, there's nothing to stop or hamper me from progressing.
Actually, some of my poems here gained awards and rewards. Some other poems that were added here were published in our school publication back in 2017-2019. My poem "Bookworm" was declared champion in locale contest.
Unfortunately, one of my poem that was declared 6th place in regional writing contest was prohibited to be published in any publications.
"This is my passion, this is my date."
PASSION
As I wrote these poems,
My heart's beating much
So fast on my pen.
As I chased my pulse,
Fidgeting my pen as it meets the paper.
Scribbled the first word in my mind,
Constructing a verse to vent out what I can't;
Rhyming the untuned, unheard notes
Of an aspiring Pipit to be a Nightingale;
Composing my love to one I love the most.
Each word flows dauntlessly
Like the breeze that whispers.
Each rhyming word that my pen scribble,
Depicts the aspiring Pipit to be a Nightingale.
Each poem is a journey,
Made heartfeltly to share the feelings and success:
These are the pulses I let my pen to compose freely a verse of my life and inspirations.
'Till the last ink of my pen,
I'll fidget-still to compose another poem
And write again and again.
To show up sweetness and harmony
That in simple poem I can express my heart
And what's in my mind.
My pen's ink is going empty
So I wish to have another to write -
To note some or many -
This is doesn't mean this is the end of the journey
But this is still the beginning.
This is not a Goodbye,
Instead it is a Hi.
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The Unknown Poet: Untold Soul
Poetry"Silence is the shadow of my pen." These are not mere poems for me, it is my emotion, a part of my life. ❤️ I now present to you THE UNKNOWN POET: Untold Soul. "I think I'll never be a poet." The Unknown Poet is no other than but me myself, and my S...
